Oh, poop! (and not figuratively speaking)

Yesterday, Sara and I were enjoying some lovely choclate covered strawberries, when Isaiah walked over with his hand covered with the contents of his diaper. So gross. I'm pretty sure Sara was even less amused than I was, being in the first trimester of her pregnancy and all. Poor thing. That's so gross!

I don't envy that part of pregnancy at all, but I do miss it to an extent. I told Jon I wish I could be about 32 weeks pregnant for a few months (though im sure I'd regret it). It's the perfect week. Not too huge, but you can feel the baby move ALL the time. Wonderful! That's what I miss...feeling that little tiny baby moving in my belly.

We're going to have more kids, but I'm hoping that doesn't happen for another 3 years or so. I'm pretty sure these screaming sessions and sleepless nights are the best birth control ever.

It Won't Be Like This For Long

"He didn't have to wake up
He'd been up all night
Layin’ there in bed listenin’
To his new born baby cry
He makes a pot of coffee
He splashes water on his face
His wife gives him a kiss and says
It gonna be OK

It won’t be like this for long
One day we'll look back laughin’
At the week we brought her home
This phase is gonna fly by
So baby just hold on
‘Cause it won't be like this for long

Four years later ‘bout 4:30
She's crawling in their bed
And when he drops her off at preschool
She's clinging to his leg
The teacher peels her off of him
He says what can I do
She says now don't you worry
This’ll only last a week or two

It won’t be like this for long
One day soon you'll drop her off
And she won’t even know you're gone
This phase is gonna fly by
If you can just hold on
It won’t be like this for long

Some day soon she'll be a teenager
And at times he'll think she hates him
Then he'll walk her down the aisle
And he'll raise her veil
But right now she's up and cryin’
And the truth is that he don't mind
As he kisses her good night
And she says her prayers

He lays down there beside her
‘Til her eyes are finally closed
And just watchin’ her it breaks his heart
Cause he already knows

It won’t be like this for long
One day soon that little girl is gonna be
All grown up and gone
Yeah, this phase is gonna fly by
So, he's tryin’ to hold on

‘Cause it won’t be like this for long"

-Darius Rucker

I love this song. It's a perfect reminder that this too is just a phase.
Jayme hasn't been sleeping very well lately. She wakes up often and is rather fussy. Sometimes I can't help but to sit there and cry during 2:00am feedings, not from being upset or angry, just from pure exhaustion. I know she'll start sleeping through the night and I'll miss being with her during the night. I can't believe she's already almost 2 months old. It blows my mind how fast time passes. Some times are harder than others to remember that this too shall pass...and we know it will. Quicker than we'd like, I'm sure...

Pellet Stoves & Toddlers: They Do Not Mix

Isaiah has recently decided that diaper wearing isn't a necessity. Friday evening I walked in the living room to find him butt naked, with his little hands on his hips, in front of the pellet stove warming his little bum. He looked down in time to see himself start peeing. Laughter was inevitable at this point, for me anyway. Jon wasn't amused. Atleast the diaper he had taken off was dry. We're going in the right directions. Now we just need to get in the correct room.

Saturday morning, we smelled something a little funny. When you have a toddler, funny smells always equal them having gotten into something. So I went searching for him. I found him once again in front of the pellet stove. Fully clothed this time. He was coloring on the hot glass with his new crayons he got for his birthday. Lucky for us wax scrapes off with a razor blade.